chapter 38 wrong a person of good will

To be honest, William understood Emma's spending in the past. As a husband, it was normal for him to spend money on his wife. And Emma was in business. Running outside every day. Dealing with all kinds of people. Welcome and send off, exhausted every day. And because she was good-looking, she could easily cause trouble. She often received harassing calls from unscrupulous customers in the middle of the night. Emma still had to deal with the opponent patiently. Being taken advantage of? There should be quite a few. Therefore, William always asked Emma to resign, become a full-time housewife, and support the family by herself. Unfortunately, the monthly salary of 4,000 to 6,000 dollars could barely cover Emma's expenses. William could only turn a blind eye and let her go out to work. Only with money could maintain his life. Then something happened to William and Emma cheated on her. Alas, William felt bitter in his heart. Seeing that William was not in good condition, Sofia smiled and said it would end early. Everyone agreed. William said embarrassedly, "I was delayed because of something this time. Let's get together next time we have a chance!" Everyone responded with a roar. Some people say that there should be no cliques in the company. Let me tell you, that's nonsense. Without cliques, you were unorganized. Don't expect anything big. Maybe you are sick, and there is no one to help you with your work. William took a step ahead and drove the Passat towards the Cassia Hotel. He hesitated for a moment. Anyway, Emma, a free-spirited woman, had already cheated on her. He might as well let her suffer another loss! Emma didn't want him to be her husband anymore, so what difference did it make who falls in love with you? However, this idea was quickly suppressed. It was not that William was hesitant and soft-hearted. But the kindness in his heart. Of course, Emma was wrong. But he couldn't just watch her being bullied by customers. If we say that people must have a bottom line. William felt that kindness was his bottom line. There were few cars on the road, so William drove fast and received another call from the little girl in the car. When he arrived at the hotel parking lot, he happened to see a scene that caught his attention. A middle-aged bald man put his right hand on Emma's ribs and helped her to his business car. The remaining two or three, Emma's junior colleagues, didn't dare to stop him. Emma, drunk as hell, seemed to be saying goodbye to her colleagues. She had been taken advantage of, but she didn't realize it. William felt depressed. Seeing Emma drunk, he became very angry. That group of colleagues was useless! Didn't dare to offend customers and didn't even dare to save people? He jumped out of the car, rushed to the commercial vehicle, and pulled Emma out of the bald man's arms. "What are you doing?" The balding man was stunned and asked loudly. "Are you asking me? I want to ask you!" William looked sullen. He hugged Emma with one hand and kicked the bald man in the stomach. "What do you want to do to my wife." The balding man was stunned. The momentum was half extinguished at that time. After getting up, he said fiercely, "Are you her husband? If you dare to kick me, this business is over!" "To do your damn business, you should learn to be a human being first, get out!" William yelled sternly. There were some people in the parking lot, looking this way. The balding man couldn't help but drive away angrily. William took the mobile phone from the little girl's hand, held Emma up in a princess hug, and threw her into the back seat of the car. Drive away from the car. A group of people were left who watched helplessly as their business disappeared, and they were left in a mess in the wind. On the way, William called Harper and arranged for Emily to sleep at her place for the night. Emma was very drunk. According to previous experience, he would not be able to get any rest tonight. On the phone, Harper warned him a few words and hung up in a hurry. Quite a bit to avoid suspicion. William couldn't help but smile bitterly. Just two people talking on the phone, why should we avoid any suspicion? After returning home, William put a lot of effort into changing Emma's suspender pajamas and washed them a little. Moved her to bed. William sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Emma who looked slightly pained and muttered something unknown, his face was expressionless. In the past, when Emma looked like this, William would immediately make hangover soup and help her soothe her stomach discomfort. At that time, Emma was the baby he was protecting in his dreams. And now Emma was still the same Emma. Beautiful, still beautiful. In William's eyes, he looked like a pink skull. There were no fluctuations. If a cuckold was put on, even the most passionate man would have the fire in his heart extinguished. How deep the love was, how deep the hurt was. He and Emma fulfilled their obligations as husband and wife on the day he was released from prison. For the next few days, they slept in separate rooms. William understood it very well. Emma slept with him in the same bed. She had hang-ups about it. He too. He was afraid that he would reveal his revenge plan while dreaming. Thinking about it this way, they sleep separately. Good for everyone! The so-called sharing of the same bed with different dreams was really a thing that made people helpless and speechless. With the light on in the bedroom, Emma kept moaning. And William, from his pocket He took out Emma's cell phone. Unlocked with her fingerprint. Quickly look through the other party's chat history. Blank. Clean and tidy. Just like a brand-new phone. Haha, William sneered. Nothing needed to be said. This was a very poor lie which reveals the truth. He could even imagine that the chat records between the two people must be full of all kinds of unsightly language and vocabulary. There were also some bad thoughts that were not humane to outsiders. "Oh, Emma." William sat beside the bed. The corner of his mouth was extremely bitter. Before he was imprisoned, whenever Emma got drunk while entertaining clients, William would always take good care of her at her bedside. William would do everything he could for Emma, including hangover soup, stomach-warming soup, and liver-protecting tablets. Drinking alcohol damages the liver and body. He felt sorry for Emma who worked so hard. Now, he was just a calm bystander. "Ugh!" Emma finally started to feel nauseated. William quickly picked up the washbasin prepared on the floor, intending to place Emma's head outside the bed and let her vomit it out. But he didn't expect Emma's wave to be too fierce. A mouthful of filth spewed directly from her mouth. It fell firmly on the pajamas. Even William was not spared. A disgusting sour smell permeated the bedroom. William sighed, hugged Emma, and sent her into the bath. First, she used warm water to wash away the dirt on her body. Then put out the hot water and let her take a bath. The hot water slowly covered Emma's body. She moaned in comfort and opened her eyes. After seeing William, Emma was a little surprised. "William, why are you here?" Emma asked with drunken eyes. William squatted by the bathtub, showered on Emma's perfect body, and said calmly, "You drank too much. I took you back." "Oh no, Mr. Lincoln, he said he wanted to invite me to tea." Emma gasped and raised her head. "Haha." William sneered, "Is that the bald guy who takes advantage of you? He doesn't want to invite you to tea, I'm afraid he wants something else." Emma was stunned for a while, then suddenly sat up, " William, did you do something?" A vague memory was still a memory after all. Although Emma drank too much at the time, she was stimulated by William's words and seemed to remember something. "He touched you, so I kicked him!" William said lightly. Snapped! Emma's delicate hand with water suddenly fell on William's face. Left a clear palm print. "Why are you causing trouble for me?" Emma shouted angrily. William was stunned.